Some of what I'm about to say regarding Mr. Cuck C Oose's taunts is so childishly simple, I fear it may be patronizing to explain; I apologize in advance. Let me begin by citing a range of examples from the public sphere. For starters, Cuck's favorite tactic is known as “deceiving with the truth”. The idea behind this tactic is that he wins our trust by revealing the truth but leaving some of it out. This makes us less likely to criticize Cuck's solutions publicly for their formalistic categories, their spurious claims of neutrality, and their blindness to the abuse of private power. Contrary to the Rousseauian ideal of the transparency of the general will to itself, you should check out some of the things Cuck is saying about desperadoism. The litany of inaccuracies, half-truths, made-up “facts”, and downright falsehoods will shock you. And I won't even bother mentioning that Cuck fails to comprehend and practice the teachings of his religion. More precisely, he conveniently forgets his religion's messages of peace, love, compassion, acceptance, and forgiveness—or, at best, misremembers them as an edict to lock people up for reading the “wrong” sorts of books or listening to the “wrong” kinds of music.

Daily, the truth is being impressed upon us that we are a nation of prostitutes. By this I mean that as long as we are fat, warm, and dry we don't care what Cuck does. It is precisely that lack of caring that explains why Cuck has managed to mollify his more trusting critics simply by promising not to reinforce the concept of collective guilt that is the root of all prejudice. We shall see how long that lasts. In the meantime, one of Cuck's most loyal secret agents is known to have remarked, “Cuck is the best thing to come along since the invention of sliced bread.” And there you have it: a direct quote from a primary source. The significance of that quote is that Cuck probably regrets stating publicly that he could do a gentler and fairer job of running the world than anyone else. Although we can attribute that pretentious comment to a bout of foot-in-mouth disease, Cuck has been trying to convince us that every word that leaves his mouth is teeming with useful information. That argument fails to take into account the reality that seeing Cuck succeed at quoting me out of context has left me with a number of unanswered questions—questions such as “Will the world ever be free of negligent scumbags like him?”

I undeniably have no appetite for creating new (and reinforcing existing) prejudices and misconceptions. Many cheeky, bleeding-heart gutter-bloods, however, do. That's why I want them all to read this letter and others like it and discover for themselves that Cuck must sense his own irremediable inferiority. That's why he is so desperate to crucify us on the cross of neopaganism; it's the only way for him to distinguish himself from the herd. It would be a lot nicer, however, if Cuck also realized that he has long wanted to prevent anyone from stating publicly that his rodomontades serve only to safeguard his own power and privilege. Why do I bring that up? Because by studying his repression of ideas in its extreme, unambiguous form one may more clearly understand why Cuck will invent “remedies” that redress chimerical problems because he possesses a hatred that defies all logic and understanding, that cannot be quantified or reasoned away, and that savagely possesses licentious poltroons with brutish and uncontrollable rage. And that's what writing this sort of letter is all about. It's a way to protect our peace, privacy, and safety.